The sensory chair locked back into the viewing position. Danielle shivered as she waited for the screen to come back on. At least she would be more comfortable now that the dildo had been removed from her mouth. She still had the ones in her other holes, but they didn't hurt quite as much as the one that had been stuffed down her throat.

The wires attached to all erogenous zones started sending fleeting impulses of pleasure through her body, in preparation for the next scene. Right on cue, the screen came alive. She still couldn't believe how bright and vivid the images were. It almost felt like she could reach into the picture and touch someone.

The setting this time was a large, brightly lit cell or dungeon area. The camera panned over the grey stone walls then came to rest on a bound figure. It was a very young man. Well, he was more of a boy than a man. Danielle judged him to be maybe fifteen or sixteen. He was suspended naked from the ceiling, his legs spread in a manner that Danielle was quickly becoming familiar with. Iron cuffs were locked tightly around his wrists and ankles. His hands and feet were slightly purple because of this. He was gagged with a rubber ball. Danielle found herself sympathizing.

The scene,though,was not what she'd been expecting. The emphasis so far had been so completely on women that seeing a bound male left her momentarily confused. She heard Adelle chuckle from somewhere behind her head.

"Surprised?" her mistress asked her. "Sandy, pause the tape just a second." The picture froze. Adelle leaned over her so that she could look into her eyes. "You see," Adelle explained, "just because I've little use for the male of the species, I don't expect that all my subjects must be raving lesbians. While I train all my slaves to respond strongly to women, I do not seek to break any hetero or bi tendencies they already have. Actually, I prefer it if some of my slaves are bisexual. There are times I like to watch a man and woman make love. I also like having female slaves that are completely straight so I can forcibly rape them. I get off on the horror I cause them by doing that. And I also have my completely lesbian slaves raped by men from time to time. It makes true man- haters out of them."

Adelle paused and came around to stand in front of the chair so that Danielle could feast her eyes on the cruel young woman's beautiful face and perfect breasts. "However, it is necessary that all women learn how to take charge of men from time to time and enjoy it. They should learn that causing a man pain can be almost as much fun as torturing another woman. They should not fear men simply because they are men. They should not hesitate to do what they want with them."

"Look at him," Adelle commanded, moving out of the way of the screen. Danielle obediently focused on the stilled image. "He's a handsome young buck, isn't he?"

The boy was very attractive, Danielle thought. He was a not very tall, maybe five six or seven, and slight of build, but while he was not bulky, he was all muscle. He had short, wavy black hair and a face like a teen idol. He wasn't very hairy. Actually there could almost have been something feminine about him. But there was no mistaking his sex. While it was hard to determine how large his shrivelled penis would be when erect, he had a very large pair of balls dangling so very temptingly between his bound legs.

"Watch," said Adelle, "and learn. Sandy, start the tape."

The action resumed. Suddenly, two young girls entered the picture in the company of an older woman. Danielle didn't recognize any of them. But when the girls giggled and spoke, she recognized their voices. They were the girls that had put the pins in her feet, and that had then helped her into the room!

She found herself admiring their youthful naked bodies and was briefly ashamed. What was happening to her? Had she suddenly become a pedophile? They were still children! Okay, she had to admit that for children they had nicely-developed little bodies. But still! It wasn't right for her to be turned on by girls that were barely into their teens! What kind of pervert was she being turned into?

In an effort to tear her eyes away from the charming young sexpots, she focused on their adult companion. No doubt, she thought, this was another of Adelle's "slave-trainers" or something. This one was a tall, statuesque blonde with a really sweet girl-next-door face. She looked like the kind of woman that would have been a cheerleader in her teenage years. Danielle guessed her to be in her middle twenties, perhaps twenty five. She was about five foot nine or ten. Most of that was due to her long legs. They weren't slender legs either, being well padded around the thighs.

Danielle was surprised at how much more she noticed about the female form all of the sudden. She found herself picking up every detail. The woman wore her honey-coloured hair shoulder length, and had twinkling blue eyes with a mischievous mouth that just seemed to water whenever she glanced at the bound boy. Her breasts, Danielle judged, probably could have stood a little enhancement. They weren't that small. They just looked that way on her frame. She had a lush middle and looked like she could stand to lose five or six pounds too. But it was not an unpleasant effect. Her hips were wide and her behind was well-rounded. Her shaved pubes were chubby and concealed all her inner pink charms.

The tall blonde trainer reached walked up to the dangling boy and reached out a hand to stroke his belly. She smiled when she noticed the twitch in his cock. She turned to face the two young girls. "Okay, Pam and Nina, this is Simon. He's your living sex doll. And this," she said reaching between the spread legs and fondling the flaccid cock, "is Simon's peter." Pam giggled at the joke. Nina looked more than just a tiny bit uncomfortable.

"Do you know what it is you're going to be learning today?" the tall blonde trainer asked her petite students.

Nina shrugged. Pam smiled a dazzlingly cute little smile. "How to suck cock, Mistress Jane?"

Jane laughed. She had a high, girlish laugh, totally out of character with her position, Danielle thought. "No, my little slut. True, you're going to have to learn how to suck a cock. You're also going have to learn how to use your hands and tits to make a guy feel good." Nina made a face. Jane noticed and grinned. "But not today. Today you're going to learn how to make a man hurt, and you're going to learn to like it! Doesn't that sound yummy?"

Pam nodded and licked her thick, pouty lips. The idea seemed to fire her youthful imagination. Nina seemed a less enthusiastic. Jane laughed. "Do I detect a budding young lesbian here? What's the matter dear, don't you like men? Or does the idea of hurting him turn you off?"

Nina looked up at her for a long moment, then shrugged. "I'm sorry mistress, but he reminds me a little bit of my brother. I know I shouldn't let that bother me, but it does. And yes, mistress, I do like girls better, especially pretty ones like you!"

Jane laughed. "Flattery will get you everywhere, but never for long! You have to understand, Nina, that Mistress Adelle owns you, and she will, from time to time, lend you out as a toy. Sometimes she will lend you to women, and sometimes to men. Some of them will have sex with you, and others will just torture you. Sometimes they will do both. Some men, or women for that matter, will want you to play the part of the "slutty innocent". Others will want you to be the totally submissive slave. And, sometimes, they will want you to play the nasty, cruel little-girl-dominatrix and either be their mistress for a few hours, or else help them in torturing someone else. That victim could be a boy or a girl. You have to be ready to handle whatever comes up! Now you don't have to like men. Being a girl-lover is fine. Some of the men you'll be given to will appreciate forcing themselves on a budding young lesbian. But you do have to know how to make them cream, and also how to make them scream."

Jane turned to the bound young man who was watching this whole thing with frightened eyes. She smiled at what she saw. In spite of his fear, there was no doubt he found the sight of the naked woman and two naked young girls irresistible. His penis had grown erect and was now jutting out close to seven inches. He was not very thick, but then he was young yet, and perhaps had not fully developed.

He certainly had nothing to be ashamed of, Danielle thought to herself. She found herself becoming aroused once again. She was gratified that she could still respond sexually to the male form. She had been afraid that this training would allow her to become aroused only by women or something. She would have missed the feel of a warm cock in her pussy, or a jet of cum on her tongue. She had never been a really kinky lover, but she'd always had a taste for sex that was a little on the dirty side.

On the screen, Jane was reaching out to fondle Simon's scrotum. She cupped his balls in her large but delicate hand, hefting them experimentally. Simon's cock twitched as it tried to grow bigger. "Notice how he likes this," she said to her charges. "Most men get a kick out of being sized up by a woman. Not all of them would admit to it however. Try it. Take his tool in hand and play with it as if you're checking it for size."

They did as they were told, first Pam and then Nina. Each took her turn at placing a petite hand under the boy's balls and stroking his now huge erection with the fingers of the other. Pam seemed to be getting a real kick out of it. Nina acted like she just wanted to get the whole thing over with. Before she could let go, however, Jane walked up behind her and told her to wait.

"There's another way to handle a male organ I want you to learn. You treat it like it belongs to you and you don't care for it much! Do the same thing that you were doing before. This time though, use your fingers to actually grab each of his balls as if you're trying to figure out how big they are, and give them a careless little squeeze."

Pam came to stand right next to her little friend looking on almost jealously as Nina did as she was told. Jane watched the girl's performance critically. She shook her head at what she saw. "No, you silly little bitch! That's not what I meant! When I said to squeeze his balls carelessly, I meant squeeze them like you don't care if it hurts him or not."

Pam looked up at her mistress. "May I try please?"

Jane smiled at the cute little girl's eagerness. "Of course! It's your lesson too!"

Pam took her place before the throbbing purple cock and reached out with her pretty little hands. With her left, she took a firm grip on the rigid organ. With her right, she grabbed his balls. Danielle couldn't tell exactly what she did, but the bound boy suddenly jerked, his eyes going wide. Jane laughed and Pam giggled, pleased by this reaction.

"Very good, Pam. You seem to be a natural when it comes to cocks!"

Pam smiled and did it again. The boy moaned into his gag, his eyes starting to water. Pam ran her tongue over her lips, turned on by her sudden power.

Pam would have continued hurting the poor boy, but Jane gently put her hand on the girl's shoulder and pulled her back. "Very good, dear! You deserve a reward. You may kiss my pussy."

Danielle smiled. The look on Pam's face made it clear she's much rather have kept squeezing on the boy's balls. But she obediently went to her knees before the tall woman, who had to squat a bit to bring her pussy down to the young girl's mouth. Jane sighed, a blissful smile adorning her features. The scene certainly didn't lessen the dangling boy's aroused state. His cock, which had lost a little rigour while Pam had teased his balls, reared to its full extension once again.

Jane looked across at Nina. "You must learn to enjoy abusing cocks. I want you stand in front of Simon. Go ahead. Now I want you to make a fist." She panted as she spoke. Pam was obviously talented with more than just cocks. Danielle felt a stirring in her own privates. It didn't feel like it was due to the chair. "Now punch him in the balls!"

Nina closed her little hand into a fist. She drew it back uncertainly. Danielle understood her hesitation. Up until this morning she would have felt the same. But she found she wanted to see it happen. She wanted the little girl to punch the helpless boy in the groin. She found herself wishing she were in Nina's place. After having been the victim all day, she would get a real kick out of something like that!

With her head half turned away, her eyes almost shut, Nina jabbed her fist up into Simon's balls. As punches went, it was a real dud. It was a very girlish blow to start with, clumsily launched. At the last second it veered slightly off target so that she only glanced the boy's scrotum. Of course it still hurt. Simon gasped into his gag, and his legs pulled against his restraints as they tried to curl up to protect his vulnerable privates. But all in all, it wasn't even painful enough to make the boy lose his erection.

Jane certainly wasn't impressed. "Girl, you are beginning to annoy me! Why can't you be more like you're little friend here? I bet she'd love to have a chance to lay into that boy's crotch." She looked down into Pam's upturned eyes. They almost begged her to be given the chance. Jane smiled. "Don't worry dear. Finish the job you're doing on my cunt and I'll let you use those pretty little feet of yours on him!"

Pam resumed sucking cunt with even greater enthusiasm. Jane sucked in a breath as the girl's tongue found a particularly responsive zone. The tall woman closed her eyes for a moment to more fully savour the moment. When she turned her attention once more on Nina, her face was flushed, her breathing rapid and shallow, and it was clear she was close to orgasm.

"One more chance, little bitch!" she half whispered. "I want to hear him scream to help me cum. Make it good or you'll be the one screaming!"

Nina looked at the exposed cock and balls and it was clear she really didn't want anything to do with them. Again she made a fist, but neither her heart nor her groin was in it. There was no authority in her stance. She threw an uppercut, shutting her eyes as she did. All she hit was Simon's thigh.

Danielle had been watching with mounting excitement. While she wouldn't admit it to herself, she had wanted to see the blow connect. When it didn't happen, she found herself getting angry with Nina. If she were in Jane's place, she would teach the little bitch a real lesson!

From what happened next, Jane had the same idea. She'd been riding Pam's face to orgasm, expecting Simon's suffering to trigger her come. The let-down left her frustrated. "Come here you little bitch!" She yelled at the young girl. "Now! Right now! Kneel!"

Nina went white with fear, and timidly did as ordered. She slowly walked over to where Jane was squatting, and went to her knees, eyes on the floor.

"Look at me!" Jane snarled. "What's so fucken hard about hitting someone between the legs? Nothing! That's what! I'll show you! Spread 'em! Spread those knees and lean back!"

As Nina followed orders, Jane got up off Pam's face, moved in front of her, brought her foot back, and drove it between the girl's spread legs. She hit Nina so hard, the young girl was knocked onto her back.

Nina screamed, her hands moving down to clutch her battered cunt. Jane knelt astraddle her head, grabbed her by the ears, and pulled the face up against her crotch. "You like women so much? Here then! Suck on this! Pam?"

Pam did a little bow, playing the favourite and liking it. "Yes, Mistress?"

"Hit Simon in the balls for me! Hard! I need it to make me cum!"

Danielle felt the stimulation in all her sensitive areas increase. But she hardly needed the chair to arouse her at this point. She wanted to see Simon squirm as much as Jane did. She held her breath as saucy little Pam sauntered over to the bound boy. The little girl seemed as eager to go through with this order as Nina had been to avoid it. She reached out first to fondle the cock. It twitched in her hand. She leaned over and kissed it right on the tip. Then she took half a step back, made a fist, and punched the boy hard right in the nuts.

Simon's face went from red to purple,becoming a mask of pure anguish as waves of pain shot through him. He jerked so hard against his bondage he was in danger of dislocating his joints. His cries were so frenzied not even the gag could muffle them.

Danielle felt a surge of pleasure shoot through her body. It was due to the chair. But she didn't mind. She cheered it on! She needed to come really bad right away. She didn't care if it was natural or induced.

On screen, Jane was going through the same thing. She was panting hard, grinding her groin into Nina's sobbing face. She wasn't being the least bit gentle with the girl either, moving off her from time to time only to slap her hard. Her eyes were focused on the suffering youth. "Again, Pam! Hit him again!"

"Yes!" Danielle muttered to herself. She felt the pleasure in her groin peaking. She was so close to coming! "Do it, bitch! Do it!" She didn't realize she was saying it out loud. She didn't see Adelle raise her eyebrow in pleased surprise as the blond mistress read the intensity of Danielle's response on her monitors.

Pam hit Simon again, just as hard. She took her time because the boy was squirming so much. She wanted to make sure she hit him just right. As the victim began thrashing about in renewed agony, Jane ground herself down extra hard on Nina's face and came. Danielle felt a sharp shock go through her pussy, and she came as well.

It was a long, intense orgasm. The leads attached to her body kept feeding her pleasure centres, extending the sensations she was feeling. She didn't fight it. She just lay back and enjoyed it all. When it finally ended, and she returned her attention to the screen, she realized that she must have missed a bit of the action.

Jane was no longer astride Nina, and Nina was no longer lying on the floor. Instead, the sexy young girl was standing against a wall with her legs spread wide and her pretty ass jutting out. Jane was sticking a wired dildo up into the girl's tight asshole. Nina was squealing as the cold metal was forced inside her. A second wire dangled from her pussy, evidence that another dildo had already been inserted there. Pam was lying on her stomach kissing and licking Jane's feet. Every so often she looked at what was being done to Nina and giggled.

"You had your chance, you little bitch," Jane was saying to Nina. "You blew it good. Now you're going to get a little extra special training. That dildo in your pussy is a pleasure inducer. The one up your ass will induce pain. Once turned on, it will do that continuously, the pain building in intensity until the cycle is interrupted. The only way to interrupt it is to trigger the pleasure dildo."

She gently kicked Pam's face away from her, took the wires dangling from the girl's bottom and plugged them into a machine. She took another set of wires already attached to the device, and moved over to the dangling Simon. "What I'm going to do is attach these feed-back sensors to Simon's groin." She began taping the wires to the inside of the boy's thighs. "They will pick up only high intensity stimuli, which in this case means pain. They could also be triggered by pleasure, but that would be much harder to do. The dildo in your pussy can only be made to go off by triggering Simon's sensors. In other words, the pain in your ass will keep getting worse till you hurt Simon. But when you do hit him, the pain will stop, and be replaced by pleasure."

"Now even with your aversion to touching his cock, this set up could be too easy. Well, you've lost your chance at an easy escape, so we'll have to make the game more interesting, won't we?"

Jane fetched two pair of steel cuffs. She bent down and cuffed Nina's ankles together. There was only three inches of chain between them, making it hard, but not impossible, for the girl to shuffle about. Then Jane cuffed the girl's hands behind her back. She stood back to look at her slave. "Hm, almost ready! Just a couple of more touches."

The tall blonde vixen fetched a helmet that seemed made of stiffened leather. She brought it over to Nina and showed her the inside. Short metal nails jutted out. Smiling, Jane carefully placed it onto Nina's head. "Hold still or these nails will hurt you bad!" She laughed as she gently pressed the helmet down until Nina, feeling the metal points against her scalp, gasped.

Then Jane passed a strap under Nina's chin and buckled it fairly tightly. The result was that the pretty girl couldn't even open her mouth in comfort because moving her jaws pulled the nails down against her head. Still, considering how she was bound, it seemed that her mouth might be the easiest part of her body to use on Simon. She could always nibble on him hard!

"Now there are just two more rules. If you try to hurt him the same way more than once, you will be penalized. Not only will I keep the pain dildo from turning off during that time, but you will receive extra jolts of pain equal in number to the times you tried the same torture again. Do you understand me?"

Nina nodded miserably. Jane turned to look at Pam. "The second rule is that Pam will be whipping you the whole time. Here Pam, take this." Jane handed Pam a slender birch rod. "You can hit her anywhere except on the face, and you can hit her as hard as you like! The session will continue for at least a half hour. I hope you don't get tired before then!" Jane told her eager little helper.

Jane walked over to the machine, and began setting the switches. She looked at Nina, a cruel grin on her face, and said, "Let's begin."

Danielle was watching the scene intently. Jane pressed a switch. Nina jerked and screamed as the dildo in her ass began to hurt her. Suddenly, there was a severe pain in Danielle's own ass! The dildo lodged in her behind felt like it was burning her sphincter muscles. Danielle screeched!

Her pain was mirroring what Nina had felt, she realized! After the initial shock, she realized that while it hurt a lot, it was nothing like the agonies she'd already had to endure that day. She could not block the pain out, but she could resist it.

On screen, Nina was having a harder time coping with her own torture. In part that was because she also had to deal with Pam caning her. The plump little tart was happily bringing the slender birch rod down hard onto Nina's body. There was no particular target for her blows. She landed them on Nina's back, her breasts, belly, hips, and thighs. For the first few minutes, Nina just curled up into a ball and took them.

Then the ass-pain got worse. Danielle stiffened in her own bondage. It felt like the flesh of her anus was being melted away. "Fuck! Fuck you! Get up and hurt him, bitch!" she yelled at the figure on the screen. Her only hope, she realized, was if the mirror pain she was feeling would also stop if Nina's stopped. The only way Nina's would stop was if she would hurt the damned boy!

The increased pain was too much for Nina to just lie down and take. She rolled to her knees and struggled to her feet. Walking in a half crouch, her stomach cramped by the searing pain shooting through her, she moved to stand before the dangling young man. Her eyes focused on his crotch.

For a second, she wasn't sure what she was going to do. She just stood there looking at her intended victim. Pam took the opportunity to land some vicious blows on her full, tight ass. Then as Danielle mentally cursed her to do something, Nina slipped a shoulder underneath the boy's dangling balls and drove it upwards as hard as she could.

Even as young Simon screamed into his gag, Danielle felt the burning in her ass subside and a wonderful sensation fill her pussy. In fact, her ass felt completely undamaged! She'd sort of known that it was unlikely any real damage was being done to her, but it had hurt so much that she had begun to worry! Now though it felt like hundreds of wet cool tongues were licking her pussy simultaneously, bringing her delightfully close to an orgasm.

On screen, Nina had closed her eyes and was savouring her own reprieve. Jane had made Pam pause the caning as well. She wanted Nina to appreciate what hurting the boy had done for her so that she would be less hesitant the next time.

Danielle had just started to wonder if they'd be allowed to come when the pleasure suddenly ended and the pain in her ass resumed. Again it started slowly. She looked up at the screen and hoped that Nina wouldn't wait so long to act this time around.

Nina seemed unsure of what to do next. They way she was bound limited her options, as did the height at which the boy was hung. She seemed to think about using her mouth, but as she drew close, the idea apparently repulsed her, and she drew back. Pam started striking her again, this time raising lovely red welts all over Nina's slender calves.

Danielle was praying that Nina would do something before the pain reached the next stage of intensity. Nina finally did. She turned around and backed up against the bound boy. She bent forward and reached up with her bound hands. Taking the boys testicles in her pretty little fingers, she gave them a nasty squeeze.

Both she and Danielle sighed in relief. The pain disappeared. The pleasure resumed. This time it was a little more intense as well. It brought Danielle a little closer to orgasm. But again it ended too soon, leaving her feeling cheated.

This time, when the pain started again, Nina didn't hesitate at all. She lay down on the floor and stretched her legs up between the boy's legs. With a little effort she was able to kick her feet up into his groin, and the torture ceased before it had fully begun.

But Danielle suddenly realized something else. This scene was going to be lasting a while, and there were only so many ways Nina could hurt the boy. It would be wiser perhaps for the girl to take her time between each little torture. The first level of dildo pain was not hard to resist. If she waited until just after the intensity shot up, she could use up more of the clock.

Nina didn't figure that out. Perhaps it was because Pam had not stopped caning her this time, and the added discomfort was too distracting. She was being hurt and yet immensely turned on at the same time, and her thoughts were completely confused.

The moment the pain began again, Nina reached up with her feet and trapped the boy's balls between her big toes. She squeezed them together. Apparently, this did count as a unique torture because she was not penalized.

In the midst of another hazy bout of pleasure, Danielle focused her attention on Jane. The tall blond bitch was fingering herself with one hand and playing with her breasts with the other. She was concentrating on Simon's agony and discomfort, apparently incredibly turned on by that spectacle.

Danielle didn't blame her. The handsome young buck was dripping with sweat as he spasmed in his bondage. His face was red and purple, tears pouring down his livid cheeks. His cock had shrivelled from all the abuse, but still hung down half hard. He had been teased so much just before the tortures had begun that he could not get it completely down without relief, no matter what was done to him.

Pam had knelt before Nina's ass as the slender girl had raised her legs up, and during the time Nina had squeezed Simon's balls, Pam had managed to guide her birch rod down onto the girl's tender shaved pussy. Nina yelped, but the pleasure dildo had set off again then, and the sensation of the blow also transformed to pleasure.

Now though Nina was running out of ideas. She rolled back onto her feet just as the pain dildo in her ass kicked back in. She moved in front of Simon and just stood there. Now perhaps she realized what Danielle had already figured out. She seemed to brace herself to resist the agony in her behind for as long as it took.

Pam moved in behind her and began lashing the back of her thighs and the tender spot behind the knees. She, at least, seemed to be having a wonderful time. She put every part of her body into each swing, her full breasts swinging around wildly and looking cute and sexy.

The ass pain reached the next highest intensity. Danielle howled and silently wished for the figure on the screen to make her move. Nina must really have hated the thought of using her mouth because she head-butted Simon instead. This was in spite of the nails lining the inside of her head-gear.

Danielle had to commend her courage, even as she watched the slender girl fall to the floor in agony. She was glad that she was not wired up to Nina's head! As she watched, a tiny single rivulet of blood trickled out from beneath the helmet and ran down the girl's forehead. Danielle thought it looked very sexy. She also realized she no longer cared if it was sick of her to think something like that!

The ass pain was well into the second level of intensity before Nina recovered her wits again. Danielle was no longer upset with her. The girl was certainly doing her best! The only thing that Danielle could think of now was for Nina to bite him.

Nina was thinking the same thing. With tears of surrender in her eyes, she brought her mouth down close to the young man's member. She carefully opened it and choking back a sob, she sucked an inch of the boy's half hard penis into her mouth. Then she bit it. She bit it so hard that she drew blood!

"Yes!" Jane shrieked, as she rubbed herself fiercely. "Fuck yes! That's gorgeous! Shit, I'm going to cum!"

Danielle herself now felt so proud of Nina. The girl had come through. She'd fought her own revulsion and down what had needed doing! But there was still time to run on the clock! What could she do for an encore?

At least Jane was so pleased at Nina's progress that she ordered Pam to stop caning her. "That's enough now, dear," she sighed. "The little slut has enough to occupy her attention for the next ten or fifteen minutes. Why don't you come eat me and see if you can get me off again before this is over?"

Pam did as she was told, reluctantly putting down the whip and coming to kneel before Jane's very wet pussy. She daintily began licking away, trying her best to look cute and adorable while doing it. Jane grabbed a handful of her hair, gave her a sharp slap across the face, sighed, and pulled her back against her hot pussy.

Nina was licking the blood from her lips. When the pain in her ass started again, she braced herself and held out as long as she could. She was a very erotic sight now. There were few spots on her tender young body that were not decorated with angry red welts. In a few spots she showed signs of bruising, a testament to the force with which Pam had hit her.

When Nina could no longer hold out, she moved her face below Simon's balls. She slowly opened her mouth. Danielle smiled, excited. Off course! Biting the boy's cock and biting his balls was not the same thing! God! She couldn't wait to see this!

As Danielle had guessed she would, Nina sucked one of the large testicles into her mouth. She seemed to be trying to manoeuvre it between her molars. When she had it where she wanted, she paused as if to give Jane time to realize what was going to happen.

Jane began panting. She wasn't the only one to catch on to what was going to happen. Simon began squirming. His muffled whines were unmistakably pleas for mercy! But Nina had been pushed past the point of mercy. The only thing that mattered to her now was surviving the pain she was feeling, and perhaps enjoying the reward of the pleasure this act would give her.

Nina bit down hard on Simon's ball.

She used her tongue and some suction to hold him in place, and with all her resolve, she crushed the boy's testicle. Simon's eyes rolled up till only the whites showed. His entire body spasmed, then her mercifully passed out. Nina continued grinding her teeth over the grisly nugget of flesh till only a mashed pulp remained. Then she pulled her mouth away, and spat a thick wad of blood onto the floor. Some of the thick spittle refused to break away and splashed against her chin, from there dripping down onto her breasts.

Jane was in ecstasy! The scene was enough to make her come again. As she abandoned herself to her pleasures, she pulled Pam's face from her pussy and began smacking it with her closed fist until blood ran from Pam's nose and mouth. Then she threw the now sobbing little girl to the floor.

"Congratulations, Nina! You've just passed your test. For that last performance, I'm ending your torture now." She turned off the pain machine. Back in the sensory room, Danielle sighed her relief that she would not be made to feel that awful ass-pain again!

Then Jane walked over to the unconscious boy and put out a hand to feel his out his bloody scrotum. What she found made her eyes go wide with delight! "Oh shit dear! You've ruined him!" She was smiling broadly as she said this. "We're going to have to find a new boy if you're going to have your cock-sucking lessons. This one's never going to be able to use his to its fullest again!" She fondled the bitten member. "It's a shame to let him keep it now that it's no good for anything any more. It will only serve to remind him of what he lost. Let's get rid of it for him!"

As her excitement mounted, out of the corner of her eye, Danielle saw Sandy signal Adelle. "Mistress, shall I stop the tape now?"

"No," Adelle replied. "She's really into this scene. Let's let her enjoy the end of it and we can call it quits for tonight! She's come so far so fast, I think we can call the evening a success."

Danielle returned her attention to the scene in time to see Jane fetch what appeared to be a really sharp scalpel. At the same time, she felt the instruments she was wired to begin stimulating her with pleasure in all her sensitive areas; her breasts, her ass, her pussy, even in her toes!

Jane had also fetched a small bottle which she now opened and waved under Simon's nose. With a muffled screech, the boy came back to consciousness. As he began to remember where he was and what had happened to him, Jane fetched a large mirror. She positioned it before him so that he could see what had been done to his crotch.

Simon didn't really need the mirror to know that he'd been severely wounded, but the pain had been so intense that some part of his brain had shut off and he could no longer really feel his crotch. What he saw made him try to howl into his gag. This time all his jerking around made him pop his shoulder joint. This new pain almost knocked him out again.

"Pam," Jane said, unable to keep her extreme excitement from her voice, "since Nina got to have all the fun so far, why don't you do the honours? Take the scalpel and cut off his dick!"

Pam quickly crawled over to where the scalpel lay at Jane's feet. She picked it up almost reverently, then moved to kneel before Simon's bloodied crotch. As Danielle watched, her artificial ecstasy threatening to overwhelm her, Pam smiled and took the tip of Simon's penis between her cute fingers and pulled the pathetic worm of flesh out as far from his body as it would go. Then she put the scalpel to its base and with one quick flick of the wrist, she sliced it off.

Blood began to pour forth in great quantities from that wound. Simon passed out once again. Jane made no effort to either awaken him, or to staunch the flow. Instead she knelt down next to Pam and kissed the pretty girl full on the mouth. She took the scalpel from her hand and used it to slit the bottom of Simon's scrotum. With deft and practised fingers, she fished out the still intact testicle.

Danielle was panting from the intense pleasure she was being made to feel now. As she watched with morbid fascination, Jane cut the ball free and held it in front of her face. "Do you know," the blond mistress said to her young charges, "that in some countries the testicles of an animal are held to be a great delicacy? I don't see why the human animal's should be any different!"

The last thing Danielle saw before she exploded with a senses- shattering orgasm, a scene that would haunt her sleep for weeks giving her eerily delicious dreams, was Jane popping the severed testicle into her mouth and eating it. Then the machine-made pleasure coursing through her reached an intensity greater than she could handle. Even as she came, she passed out.  

Lisa

As Lisa caught her breath, Leisha reacted instantly. She reached out with her foot and with a slap of her toes, she put out the candle that was slipping free of May's own tiny digits. "Now now dearie," she purred at the sobbing May. "We don't want to fricassee you before you've had a fair chance to give in, do we?"

She knelt down and quickly put the tiny candle back into position. Then she relit it with the one she held in her hand. The other two candles were still burning merrily away, and were starting to drip wax down onto May's tender foot. Leisha waited to see what May's reaction would be and whether she would have to keep the girl from being prematurely roasted yet again.

But May was not stupid. She knew how close she'd come to being severely hurt! When the hot wax began reaching her toes, she took a deep breath and held it, clenching her teeth tightly. Her foot twitched in its restraint, and she gasped slightly. However, the wax cooled as it ran down the candle, and while it stung, it was not a serious pain.

Satisfied that everything was under control, Leisha smiled and got to her feet. She prepared to resume tormenting the pretty little bitch.

Lisa looked down at her plate. Her rare steak was more than half finished. She sighed, wryly wondering what other wonderful surprise she would get for dessert.

Leisha brought the candle to the back of May's neck and began dripping wax onto it. She held the candle close so the wax couldn't cool on the way down. May gasped and tried to move her head away. From what Lisa could see, it looked like the candle's flame was uncomfortably close to the back of May's skull.

"No, please, no!" May sobbed. "Stop it, Mistress, you're hurting me!" Leisha ignored her.

Instead, the cruel black mistress put the candle out against the tender scruff of May's neck. The little darling let out a high- pitched squeal and began sobbing with renewed vigour. Leisha brought her nose close to the burn and sniffed it. "Ah, now there's a truly delicate aroma," she drawled lovingly. "Even better than the smell of fresh coffee!"

Lisa smiled briefly. She was beginning to like Leisha just a little. Not that she'd stopped finding the big black woman intimidating, but she was starting to appreciate her sense of style. Perhaps when she got her promotion, Lisa thought, the two of them could work together and form a good team. Leisha would make a good right-hand woman. Lisa wondered if Stephen would let her have her.

Leisha relit the candle. She brought it before May's face. "Let me tell you some more about your choices, little bitch. It's still not too late for you to take the easy way out. I'm going to keep torturing you with this candle until you either agree to help me, or until the lighter fluid ignites and you go up in flames. Once things go past a certain point, it will be too late for you."

Leisha paused for effect. "In a way I hope you continue to say no. I'm going to enjoy burning you. I'm going to roast those tasty little nipples of yours. You're never going to see them reach their full female maturity! You're never going to know how good it feels to have them sucked on and nibbled. Then I'm going to mark the rest of those pretty titties and your luscious belly. I'll toast your ass cheeks and put the candle out against your asshole. Then I'll work on your little pussy."

She paused again. "Are you going to continue to resist? Won't you reconsider? I'll set you free. All you have to do is turn on the hot plates!"

"No!" May wailed. "I don't want to do that! I don't want to kill my sister!"

Leisha laughed heartily. "Little fool! April is already dead! She was dead the moment she walked into this room. But not you! You can still live. Let me tell you what will happen if you don't cooperate!"

The tall black woman paused as she relit her candle. She then slowly brought it down towards one of May's youthful breasts. "As I was telling you, I'd work on your pussy. I'll hold the flame beneath your immature little clit until it turns to ashes. Then I'd do the same to your pussy lips. By that time, the candles between your toes should ignite the lighter fluid on your leg, and you'd suffer severe burns to a large area of your body. But even before that happens, you will have lost your chance to change your mind!"

"No, instead if you've passed out, I will awaken you. Then I will turn on the hot plates beneath your sister's pretty feet myself! You will be made to watch what happens! And your sister's end will be the last thing you'll ever see, because when that's over, I'll burn out your eyes. Then you'll be thrown into a cold dungeon cell and left to die slowly of hunger, thirst, and from the infections setting in on your damaged flesh. Now doesn't that sound tempting?"

It sure sounded tempting to Lisa! She hoped the stupid child would continue refusing! She'd get to see two snuffings that way!

Suddenly, a tiny frightened voice said, "It's okay, Sis. Do it."

Lisa turned to see the terrified April looking down on her tortured sister. The pretty young babe was sobbing herself, but there was a look of resolve on her face. "Don't let them kill both of us! Please! Just do what they say. I won't hate you! I love you, Sis! Save yourself!"

If April had hoped to convince her sister to go through with Leisha's request, her self-sacrifice only served to make May feel worse. The pretty girl looked up at her sister and just sobbed hysterically.

Leisha turned her attention on the younger girl. "Ooh! Hear that? Little April wants to be a hero! Tell you what, girl. Are you serious about one of you surviving? If you are, I'll let May here take your place if you promise to turn on the hot plates!"

April would probably have turned paler if she hadn't already been as white as a sheet. She looked as if she were going to say something. Then she paused. When she finally spoke there was a quaver in her voice. "If May would agree to take my place, then I would turn on the hot plates. But I won't do it if you force her to change places with me."

Leisha arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh! A counter offer. A good one too. Yes then. If May wishes, I will let her take your place." She looked into May's big brown eyes. "What do you say? April's ready to throw the switch for you if you'll take her place. You won't have to kill your younger sister, and one of you will still survive."

May stared back at Leisha, her eyes filled with fear and indecision. She looked down at her foot. The candles' flames were nearing her skin. She only had a few minutes left before her leg went up in flames.

"You don't have long to decide, bitch!" Leisha snapped sharply. "It's time to do or die! Will you turn on the plates, take your sister's place, or burn and then watch your sister die anyway?"

"I'll do it," May said quietly. "I'll take her place."

"Very well!" Leisha sighed. She reached down and snuffed the candles, removing them from between May's toes. Then she straightened and looked into May's eyes yet again. "But you have to cooperate completely. Not only must you not struggle, but you must help put yourself onto the spike. Agreed?"

A fresh sob escaped the horrified young girl. "Yes! I agree. Just promise to let April go!"

"Oh, April will be just fine. Don't you worry!" Leisha turned away from May and towards Lisa, and winked.

Then she began freeing May of her bonds, first untying her bent back leg, next freeing her foot from the metal holding plate. She removed the hook holding up the girl's cuffed hands, but didn't remove the cuffs. "Now, follow me!" Leisha ordered.

She waited while May massaged the feeling back into the leg that had been pulled up behind her back, then led the way to where April had her precarious perch. She put her hands around the girl's slender waist and slowly lifted her off the spike, careful not to gouge her pussy.

As soon as April was clear of the metal rod, Leisha put her down and grabbed her by the throat. "Now, bitch," she said to May, "you're going to go through with your end of the bargain. Put yourself on the spike the way your sister was or I'll wring her pretty little neck. There are a couple of small ladders against the wall over there," she pointed to a corner of the room. "You can use those if you need them."

May looked at her helpless sister, then looked away. She slowly went to the corner and dragged back a pair of five foot aluminum step ladders. She carefully set one up before the spike and one behind it. Before she could climb on up, April said with a sob, "Mistress Leisha, can I please kiss her goodbye?"

Leisha laughed. "Why not. May, come here and kiss your killer!" As May moved, Leisha uncuffed April's hands.

Lisa felt a fresh wetness forming between her legs as she watched this scene unfold. May came to stand before April. Both the young girls were crying. "It's okay, April," May said to her younger sibling. "You can do what you have to do. I love you sis!"

April sniffed as fresh tears ran down her pretty face. "I love you too!" Their mouths met and they kissed each other. It was a brief but fiery kiss. Then May turned and walked over to the ladder that she'd set up behind the spike.

As everyone watched, she climbed the ladder slowly. When her cunt reached the level of the top of the spike, she stretched out her right leg till that foot was on the rung of the opposite ladder. Careful to keep her balance, she reached down with her cuffed hands and grabbed hold of the spike. Then she slowly squatted and used the extended thumb of one hand to guide the opening of her cunt to the tip of the spike.

Slowly she manoeuvred herself down until the spike entered her tight vagina. Like her sister, she had not been seriously stretched in that hole before this, so it was a tight fit. When she had squatted enough to place five inches of the spike into her body, she moved her right foot off the ladder and onto the right-hand hot plate. Then she swung her left foot onto the other plate. Looking across to Mistress Leisha, she let go the spike and moved to stand up straight.

Leisha let go of April's neck. "Very good, May! Very good! Now, April, the first thing I want you to do is to go put those two ladders back in their corner. They've served their purpose." April nodded numbly and did as she was told.

Lisa stabbed at her plate with her fork only to discover that she'd finished her meat. It surprised her yet again how watching the little drama unfolding before her had made her forget what she was doing! She looked over at Stephen, who, seeing her situation, clapped his hands to get Leisha's attention.

"Nanny, dearest, will you please fetch Lisa her dessert before you go any further?" he ordered.

Leisha bowed to him with a smile. "Why certainly. April! When you're done with putting away the ladders, I want you to come back here in front of Lisa. You will sit on the floor and wait for me! Understood?"

"Yes, Mistress Leisha!"

"Good!" Leisha took Lisa's empty plate and left the room.

April came over to where Lisa was sitting and did as she'd been ordered. Lisa looked at her bruised face and smiled. April just stared at the ground and sobbed in despair. But, Lisa noticed, at no time did she make a move to try to help her sister. She followed her orders completely.

Leisha returned with another large covered tray which she put down in front of Stephen's reluctant guest. Lisa looked at it, trying to decided if she really wanted to see what it might contain. A glance at Stephen's intently observant eyes reminded her she really didn't have a choice. She crossed her fingers and lifted off the cover.

She smiled. Now this was a pleasant surprise. Dessert was jello. Just jello. But the jello was moulded in the form of a naked woman. It was a perfect sculpture. It was scaled down somewhat, but it looked like the body of a teenaged girl, complete with breasts and a well-developed shaved pussy. Now this would be a pleasure to carve up and eat, Lisa thought!

"I knew you would appreciate dessert!" Stephen chuckled. "You've been a very good girl, Lisa. Enjoy your reward. I don't expect you to have to eat all of it. It will be interesting to see what parts of that little gelatin dolly you carve up!"

Lisa studied it delightedly. It seemed to be made up of several different flavours. The head was lemon, the pretty titties were strawberry. The pussy, appropriately enough, was cherry. The legs were grape, and the pretty little feet were lime. The rest of the body appeared to be clear, plain, unflavoured jelly. It was obvious she wouldn't have to eat that. Licking her lips, she took a clean spoon and jabbed it into a titty. Then, as she brought it to her mouth, she turned to see what Leisha would do next.

When Leisha saw that Lisa was ready to watch again, she tapped April's bare head and barked, "Get up, bitch!" April quickly got to her feet, but her face stayed turned down to the floor.

"Your sister mounted the spike of her own free will. Now you'll carry out your end of the bargain. Go and turn on the hot plates!"

April raised her head slowly and looked her Mistress in the eyes. Then she nodded, and with an incredibly sad look on her face, she moved over to the hot plate on which her sister's right foot rested, and she turned the switch on to high. Mechanically, she went on to do the same to the other. She looked up into May's terrified face. Her sister looked down at her and nodded. "It's all right, April. It's all right. I forgive you."

Leisha had reached under the dinner table and pulled out a box. From it she took a huge strap-on dildo. It was made of metal and was a foot long and two inches in diameter, lovingly sculpted with every detail of a real cock. She buckled it on and called April over. "Come here, bitch! You're not just going to be standing around while your sister buys it! No siree!" She pulled up a pair of stools and when April came to her, she forced the young girl to straddle one and lean over onto the other. This left the youthful rear end available to her depredations.

"No siree! You're a sister-killer, bitch. Your sister's going to die because of you! You're not getting off easy. No way. I'm going to fuck you up the ass, white girl!" Leisha said laughing.

Lisa felt Stephen's eyes on her as she dug her spoon into the jello pussy. She looked over to see him smiling evilly. "You're enjoying your little dessert woman aren't you?" he snickered. "Tell me, Lisa dear, what would you do if I presented you with the real thing? What if one day, you lifted the lid of one of those trays only to find a fine female roast? Say something about April's age done up in a savory sauce, with an apple in her mouth?"

Lisa paused in mid bite and a small smile graced her lips. "Why sir, I would ask you to join me in enjoying such a fine feast!"

Stephen laughed. "A fine answer Lisa. One day soon maybe we'll see if you can live the fantasy."

Leisha had steered the huge metal prong up to the tiny pink rosebud that was young April's anus. The little girl had never had anything thicker than a finger forced up her rear passage. She definitely was not ready for what was going to be done to her tonight! Leisha gripped the tender asscheeks with both her large hands, and thrust her thumbs against the tender sphincter, pulling it open. April gasped and whimpered. Then she screamed as the metal dildo head found lodging, and Leisha began thrusting it in.

It was not a smooth entry. As soon as the veined metal head had a good purchase, Leisha shifted her grip and pulled April's slender hips towards her with all her strength. At the same time, she thrust forward with her muscular pelvis, and the cold, hard phallus began to tear its way into the near-virgin ass. Delicate muscle tissue tore, and blood began dribbling down the crack of the young girl's ass.

Lisa looked over at May. The hot plates would take their time heating up, but it was obvious they had already become uncomfortable. May had arched her pretty little up, keeping only her pretty little toes in contact with the hot metal. She kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other. But she had to be careful while doing even that, because the stools on which the hot plates rested wobbled just a little, and too violent a move on her part could cause them to topple over, which would start her slide down the spike ahead of schedule.

"Come here, Lisa!" Stephen suddenly ordered. Lisa saw that he'd opened his bathrobe, and his long thin penis was fully erect. She tried not to sigh openly, and hoped that his need for her services wouldn't cause her to miss yet another show! She pushed back her chair, and slowly walked over to his end of the table.

When she stood before him, he signalled her to turn around to face the action. Then he pulled on her hips and guided his own slender pole to her rear entry port. She gasped slightly, but it was from the stimulation. His penetration of her ass was effortless. It was times like this that she felt grateful his cock was so thin. Just as it was those times she was forced to deep throat him that she resented the damn thing's being so long!

Leisha was sawing steadily in and out of April's behind. As she did, she reached forward to cup the young girl's chin and lifted her face so that she had to view her sister's pretty little dance. May was now doing a delicate hop from foot to foot. The hot plates had gone from being uncomfortable to almost searing. It wouldn't be too long to the end now!

But Leisha wasn't one to make things easy on anybody. "See!" she taunted April as she ass fucked her, "May is not going to be able to keep her footing long. Maybe you can help her." She pulled the dildo out of the bloody ass hole, grabbed April about the waist, lifting her effortlessly, and tossed her several feet so that the girl landed painfully just a short distance from where May was yelping in pain.

"Go ahead! Try to help your sister!" Leisha said with a booming laugh.

April slowly got to her feet. Her face contorted in pain as she tried to straighten. It was obvious that her behind hurt a lot. Leisha had done a lot of muscle damage with that penetration. The young girl grit her teeth and shuffled over to the hot plates. With a glance at her savagely grinning mistress, April tried to shut off the right hand hot plate.

The knob came off in her hand.

Lisa, who had been on the verge of disappointment, thinking that Leisha was going to let the girls off after all this build-up, moaned in pleasure. She tightened her ass on Stephen's penis and grinned at this latest turn of events.

April stared uncomprehendingly at the knob in her fingers. Then she tried to put it back on the plate. For some reason, it wouldn't go in. Panicked, April went to the other plate. Holding her breath, she tried to shut that one off, being more careful not to pull on the knob. As soon as she tried to turn it, that knob popped out into her hands too.

Now the pretty little poppet truly didn't know what to do next. May was screaming. The plates had grown red hot! Every second that the girl's tender feet were in contact with the metal resulted in a severe burn. Soon May would no longer be able to keep her footing.

Lisa closed her eyes for a second to savour the building pleasure in her ass. But she didn't dare close them long for fear of missing out on any of this action. This had turned out to be quite a show!

April tried to hold one of May's feet up with her hands. At first she tried to put her sister's foot up on her shoulder. But she quickly realized that if she did that, May would lose her balance and hurt herself on the spike. May's body had to stay straight. So April cupped her hands and put them under one of the blistered feet.

But she wasn't strong enough to hold her sister's weight. Her own hands were pushed down onto the plate. May, who was delirious from her own pain, knew only that she was putting her foot down somewhere safe. She pressed down with all her weight, trapping her sister's hands against the hot metal. April screamed as her youthful flesh was seared. She jerked her hands free, and placed them between her thighs, doubling over from the agony.

May lost her reason. She began kicking her legs, an act somewhat restricted by her bonds. But unfortunately for her, she was able to thrash just enough to knock over the hot plates and the stools they'd been resting on. Suddenly, there was nothing holding her up. As Lisa, Leisha, and Stephen watched excitedly, she slowly began to sink down onto the cruel metal spike.

The pretty girl tried to grip the pole with her burnt feet. It was an effort for her to press tightly enough to hold her weight because her tender soles hurt so much. Still, the effort, combined with the pole having to force its way up her tight pussy, slowed the impaling process quite a bit initially. However, May already had as much of the spike in her pussy as could fit without doing her damage. She had barely slid down the pole another inch when she gave a gurgling cry and blood began to run down her gorgeous little legs.

April looked up and saw her sister's predicament. She stumbled over to the spike and tried to catch hold of May's legs in order to help support her. But May's struggle on the pole had become more mindless than before. Her legs kicked out again, her instincts betraying her, as that action served only to accelerate the spike's penetration. One of her little feet hit April in the face, a toe jamming into a pretty green eye. April fell back, clutching her face.

"Oh shit! Oh shit!" Lisa breathed deeply. "Oh fuck! This is so fucken gorgeous! Oh shit!" The cock up her ass felt really good now. She felt so near to yet another mind-shattering orgasm.

She could see the spike's progress by the distension of May's belly. It was somewhere up just past the area of her belly button. The blood was flowing down heavily now. The girl was growing paler by the minute. Her leg kicks were growing more feeble.

Leisha had removed the strap on dildo and now walked up to the dying girl. "I want her to be able to feel this while she still can," she said. Grabbing hold of the tiny, blood-slicked feet, she pulled down with all her considerable strength, ending in a crouch. May gave a sharp, surprised-sounding gurgle as she moved down on the cold metal invader, and suddenly the point exited just at the base of her throat.

The sight triggered Lisa's orgasm. She stiffened on Stephen's cock as waves of pleasure washed through her bowels. Even as she rode the crest of her passion, she felt Stephen shoot off inside her, and the feeling of all that semen filling her ass made her come yet again.

Leisha meanwhile, had stood back and was admiring May's final moments. That once-lovely girl's head had jerked back one last time as the spike had moved through her body. Now it hung limply, all color completely drained from her face. If her body twitched at all now, it was due only to her nervous system's reactions. Leisha had kept her promise to May's mother. The young girl had not lived to see her birthday.

Leisha turned to where April was writhing on the floor clutching her gouged eye. "Just one last piece of unfinished business," she remarked matter-of-factly.

She sat down on the floor next to the sobbing girl and grabbed her by a slender calf. She pulled the girl over to her and put her face down across her lap. April didn't struggle right away. She was still a little out of it. She hadn't even had time to realize that it was all over for her sister. She hadn't even seen May's body, which was still slowly sinking down on the pole, the legs crumpling under it, a good two feet of the spike sticking up above its exit point.

Leisha spread April's thighs, and without prelude, began jamming her hand up into the ten-year-old's ass. It didn't take long for April to notice that intrusion!

At first she only screamed and bucked a bit. Leisha's firm, strong grip kept her from going anywhere. Soon though, the black woman had to wrap her strong legs around the girl's middle to hold her while she used her free hand to hold the ass cheeks spread.

It took her a good five minutes to force her way in. April was looser than she would have been if she hadn't been fucked by that huge dildo, but she was only a little girl. Her ass just couldn't take that kind of abuse.

Leisha didn't care. In fact, she was counting on that for her pleasure. Because when she finally did manage to get her whole hand in, and the pretty pink anal ring was stretched around the thick black wrist, Leisha continued to push her arm in as hard as could, going deeper and deeper.

Much as her sister had done before her, April began to scream and gurgle. Her thrashing became more desperate. Leisha was panting as if her violation of April was all she needed to bring on her orgasm.

Lisa recovered from her own come in time to witness what happened next. She saw the way Leisha's wrist twisted around inside its anal bracelet. But because April was face down, she really couldn't see anything more. What truly excited her was that Leisha was now in almost to her elbow.

Then April's head snapped back and the girl gave one final exhilarating scream of agony. Leisha jerked her arm out, and her clutched fist was full of April's bloody intestines. In fact, she pulled out a fair amount of the inner tubing, turning the large intestine inside out in the process.

She tossed April off her lap, jumped to her feet, and spreading her legs wide, began rubbing her cunt with a handful of April's bloody innards. And as Lisa watched in enraptured fascination, Leisha threw her head back and howled as she came.

The howl sent shivers up and down Lisa's spine. It was the most animalistic sound she'd ever heard a human being utter. At the same time, looking down at April's rapidly dying form, she couldn't blame Leisha for her victory cry. She was feeling incredibly high herself! She was feeling immortal, god-like, larger than life! She had savoured once again the pure power of life and death of one human over another, and she found the taste intoxicating!

Stephen was still pounding in and out of her ass. Another orgasm was fast approaching. She let it build, revelling in the sensation. She almost didn't see Leisha till the black woman's face was right before hers. For a second, panic clutched her heart and she wondered if she would be betrayed and if her end was near.

Then the woman's bloody hands clasped her face, and Leisha kissed her on the mouth, hard! Lost in the smell of death, Lisa kissed her back and, at that very second, she came again.

As she surrendered to her ecstasy, she remembered that the evening was young, and there were still those two failed breeders awaiting in Stephen's playroom! It was going to be, she said to herself, a wonderful night!

The End